My hits came slower until my arms were too heavy to lift. I collapsed against Cam, who caught me tight against his body. My chest heaved with sobs and my legs could no longer hold my weight. Cam’s arms stayed locked around my back, the only thing keeping me from collapsing.
Ben and Theo moved in behind me, the heat of their bodies burning against my back. All three of my alphas were purring, the gentle vibrations moving through my body as my sobs slowed. I inhaled and allowed their scents to calm my nervous system.
Theo gently grasped my hand, examining whatever damage I had done. He placed gentle kisses on each knuckle and the palm of my hand before moving so he could tend to the other one. Ben skimmed his lips and nose down my cheeks, breathing in deeply.
And Cam just stood, solid, unmoving, with his arms around me, holding me as I fell apart.
I didn’t know how much time passed before Cam shifted his hands to my thighs and picked me up. I automatically wrapped my arms and legs around him.
“Need to take care of your hands,” he grunted.
I pressed my face to his neck and closed my eyes as he carried me through the house before settling down on the sectional in the den. I jumped as something cold pressed against my hand.
“Sorry, love, it’s just an ice pack,” Theo said, kissing me on the cheek before moving to my other side and pressing another ice pack on my knuckles.
I cracked my eyes open and took in Theo’s furrowed brow.
“Don’t do that again,” he said sternly, meeting my gaze. “You’re not allowed to hurt yourself.”
“My hands are fine,” I responded. The skin only stung a little. I’d felt worse after self-defense class.
“Don’t even try to dissuade his fussing,” Ben said, running his hand through my hair.
Theo just grunted and continued examining my hands. It was absurd that he was so upset about some redness on my knuckles when I had a fucking mind-control device implanted in my arm. But maybe Theo needed to feel in control of something just as much as I did. I rubbed my nose along Cam’s neck, breathing in his scent as Theo moved to tend to the scratches on my arm.
Ben kissed my cheek before getting up from the couch. I whimpered, reaching out to get him to come back.
“Just getting some snacks, precious.”
“Not hungry,” I said.
“Uh huh,” Ben replied, already halfway to the kitchen.
“Don’t even try to dissuade him,” Theo said, repeating Ben’s words. He raised a brow and mouthed the word “fussing.” I felt my mouth turn up in the smallest of smiles.
Ben returned, settling in next to me and holding out a piece of a cinnamon roll. I opened my mouth to tell him I didn’t need anything to eat when my stomach growled. He raised his eyebrow, and I begrudgingly ate the pastry out of his hand. Ben rewarded me with a radiant smile. I ate a few more bites before refusing more, my stomach still feeling unsettled.
I rested my face against Cam’s chest, and he tightened his hold.
Suddenly, I remembered what I had done in the gym.I hit Cam. My brain had been in such a haze I hadn’t realized what I was doing.
I jolted upright with a gasp.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked Cam, my lower lip trembling.
“What?” he asked, furrowing his brow.
“Earlier when I… hit you.” My voice was a whisper, and my cheeks burned with shame.
“No, baby girl,” Cam said, running his hand soothingly down my back. “You didn’t hurt me. And even if you had, I wouldn’t have minded.”
I lifted his shirt, needing to see if he was telling me the truth. I ran my hands down the planes of his abs, trying to find any marks I may have left. There was nothing there.
“You sure?” I asked, tears falling down my face.
“I’m sure,” he responded, tugging me back so I was flush against his chest. “You didn’t do anything wrong. Didn’t hurt me. My incredible, gorgeous, brilliant omega.” He kept murmuring sweet words, easing my panic.
“I’m sorry I lost it,” I whispered.
